CPOly Posted April 6, 2004 Share Posted April 6, 2004 ...I'd sacrafice every breath I breathe, to make you believe, I'd give my life away, Oh lord I'm so tired, I'm so tired, My feet feel like I've walked most of the road on my own, All on my own, We alive but we ain't livin', That's why I'm givin' until it's gone 'cause I don't want to be alone, If there's anything I could say could help you find your way, It's trust your soul, make it whole, The same for you and I, And not no minute goes by, that I don't believe we can fly, But I can feel it in the wind, The beginning or the end, So people keep your heads to the sky, Shake that load off, Shake that load off... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jon Posted April 6, 2004 Share Posted April 6, 2004 Dude if that is either from 50 cent or Puff Daddy you are so banned. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
iain Posted April 6, 2004 Share Posted April 6, 2004 outkast Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CPOly Posted April 6, 2004 Author Share Posted April 6, 2004 Well, well, well, I guess lucky for me it's neither. Well done iain, I'm very surprised that someone came up with that. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Frieh Posted April 6, 2004 Share Posted April 6, 2004 Yeah.... Harlem streets stay flooded in white powder Like those mother f-ckers runnin' away from the twin towers Gun shots rock the earth like a meteor shower Bowling For Columbine, fair, giving the media power Innocence devoured like a chicken spot snack box Government cocain cooked into ghetto crack rock Corrupt cops false testimony at your arraignment Check to check, constant struggle to make the payments Working your whole life wondering where the day went The subway stays pakced like a multi-cultural slave ship It's rush hour, 2:30 to 8, non stoppin' And people coming home after corporate share croppin And f-ck flossin, mothers are trying to feed children But gentrification is kicking them out of their building A generation of babies born without health care Families homeless, thrown the fuck off of the welfare It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptown We live in distress and hang the flag upside down The sound of conservative politicians on television People in the hood are blind so they tell us to listen They vote for us to go to war instantly But none of their kids serving the infantry The odds are stacked against us like a casino Think about it, most of the army is black and latino And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words You just another stupid mother f-cker out on the curb Trying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways But you can't read history at an illiterate stage And you can't raise a family on minimum wage Why the f-ck you think most of us are locked in a cage I give niggaz the truth, cause they pride is indigent You better off rich and guilty than poor and innocent But I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burn In the era of apocalypse waiting my turn I'm a Harlem nigga that's concerned with the future And if your in my way it'd be an honor to shoot ya Up root ya with the evil that grows in my people Making them deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal But I see through the mentality implanted in us And I educate my fam about who we should trust Homicide Harldem, BLAOW!, what's the problem? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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